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Softly Touched
In my soaring, my love
I have seen Man wrestle with technology, each in the progressing of times trying to perfect its dominance, by alter the divine plan ordained and given from above
The differ, one is born to know thy will
The other you can research off it to learn to kill
To rest in your palm for the sweetest whisper it takes to get some mental peace
Let thy comfort be my nest, until my destination takes flight, where my intellect can teach, higher, we both shall teach
It feels good to rest in the palms of your trusted hands
You handsome Sire, Hebrew man
The Creator got your image just right
Royal sheets and midnight oasis nights
Thrusting inside me all that melanin juices, in and out
He’s Up North, I’m Down South
Our bodies all dazed, high off that love making craze
A kiss to you, my love in the wind
On your lips, allow my honeyed scent under your nostrils to always drift
You can open your eyes, my love
I have seen Man wrestle with technology, each in the progressing of times trying to perfect its dominance, by alter the divine plan ordained and given from above
The differ, one is born to know thy will
The other you can research off it to learn to kill
To rest in your palm for the sweetest whisper it takes to get some mental peace
Let thy comfort be my nest, until my destination takes flight, where my intellect can teach, higher, we both shall teach
It feels good to rest in the palms of your trusted hands
You handsome Sire, Hebrew man
The Creator got your image just right
Royal sheets and midnight oasis nights
Thrusting inside me all that melanin juices, in and out
He’s Up North, I’m Down South
Our bodies all dazed, high off that love making craze
A kiss to you, my love in the wind
On your lips, allow my honeyed scent under your nostrils to always drift
You can open your eyes, my love
Published 19th Jan 2024
| Edited 30th Sep 2024
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Gustave Courbet
Gustave Courbet
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19th Jan 2024 4:55pm
Venus the goddess of Love is hot. Keep writing my Queen. I'm your knight shining armor.
19th Jan 2024 5:02pm
My dear friend wht beutiful spill on thy canvas in my mind these line somes it all up
It feels good to rest in the palms in your trusted hands
You handsome Sire, Hebrew man
The Creator got your image just right
Royal sheets and midnight oasis nights
Thrusting inside me all that melanin juices, in and out
He’s Up North, I’m Down South
Our bodies all dazed, high off that love making craze
and in a sweet word WOW love it
It feels good to rest in the palms in your trusted hands
You handsome Sire, Hebrew man
The Creator got your image just right
Royal sheets and midnight oasis nights
Thrusting inside me all that melanin juices, in and out
He’s Up North, I’m Down South
Our bodies all dazed, high off that love making craze
and in a sweet word WOW love it
25th Jan 2024 6:28pm
Softly touched indeed my queen..
I got captivated reading this peace. And yes I enjoyed every bit of it..
Stay cool!
I got captivated reading this peace. And yes I enjoyed every bit of it..
Stay cool!
